Sneaking!

I went sneaking the other day. I snuck! Probably not a word. It was dark and I crept around, hiding behind trees, lying flat to the ground...nothing sinister...just not wanting to be seen. I have a lot of fun on my own and there was giggling and theme music like Kronc sings for himself on The Emperor's New Groove. I think that maybe I am starved for adventure and sneaking seems like a really good way to release adrenaline. It's like toilet papering the house of a guy you like in high school. It's very exciting! Now if you are a stalker or have ill intentions I suggest not stalking but rather seeking help. If you are a girl (or boy) who needs adventure, totally sneak! Maybe doorbell ditch (with cookies) or write something in sidewalk chalk. Hey, I heard about a game called fugitive where teams in cars drop someone off at point A and the idea is to get to point B without the people in the car catching the "fugitive". Cool huh? Hey, if anyone wants to play, you let me know! Night games...fun!!! If you think this all sounds creepy, you just look inward and you'll know you've felt the same way. And hey, if cookies end up mysteriously at your door, just remember that that yumminess was the product of sneaking. Of course, if your CDs are stolen out of your car, that is sneaking too and that is the bad kind (but if a Michael Buble CD was taken, I plead the fifth). I vote "yes" on the good kind of sneeking!